Avinashi (World Raid)

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	Avinashi (World Raid)
	Size	Players	Magics	Timer (hrs)	Cooldown
	World	90,000	0	120	N/A
Type/s
Dragon , Human
Notes
Resources: Energy, Stamina, Honor First release on July 26, 2013 (Loot Table) Second release on January 3, 2014 (added Sculpted Crystal to loot table) Third release on June 9th, 2017
Loot Table

• Epic
• Rare
• Uncommon
• Common
• On Hit Drops

	Item Name	Type	Atk	Def	Per	Ability
	Orange Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Ukshmari Shortbow	Off Hand	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Ukshmari Longbow	Main Hand	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Ukshmari Elephant	Mount	320	255		Ukshmi's Blessing: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Black Ukshmari Minion	Familiar
	Sculpted Crystal	Boost				Increases Kezeraa's Attack and Defense by 30 and extra damage by 140; Increases Cornerstone's Attack and Defense by 10 and damage by 1,000; Increases Dismantle's damage by 1% (MAX: 50)

	Item Name	Type	Atk	Def	Per	Ability
	Purple Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Ukshmari Gift	Chest	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Ukshmari Crown	Helm	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Attack Points	Points
	Defense Points	Points
	Perception Points	Points
	Blue Ukshmari Minion	Familiar

	Item Name	Type	Atk	Def	Per	Ability
	Green Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Blue Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Ukshmari Bangles	Gloves	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Ukshmari Salwar	Pants	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Red Ukshmari Minion	Familiar

	Item Name	Type	Atk	Def	Per	Ability
	Brown Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Grey Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Wyvern Head	Crafting Component
	Ukshmari Boots	Boots	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Ukshmari Ring	Ring	240	190		Arma Deamque: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of the Ukshmari Set owned; Extra damage for each Ranged troop in the active legion
	Stat Points	Points

	Item Name	Type	Atk	Def	Per	Ability
	Brown Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Grey Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Green Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Blue Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Purple Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component
	Orange Wyvern Slice	Crafting Component

Lore

From Ukshmari Shortbow, Ukshmari Longbow, Ukshmari Crown, Ukshmari Gift, Ukshmari Bangles, Ukshmari Salwar, Ukshmari Boots, Ukshmari Ring, Black Ukshmari Minion, Blue Ukshmari Minion, Red Ukshmari Minion

Lore

I. Avinashi frowned even before she opened her eyes. No scent of herbs and spices inveigled her waking nostrils, or teased her from bed with the promise of zesty warmth. She sat up and glared. Her morning cup of chai wasn't on the table. Nor were the little plates of manticore keema, chimera pilau, and crushed acid beetle chapattis which would have followed that invigorating beverage and completed her breakfast. Her stomach bubbled, not in hunger but from sheer vexation. "Stupid boy..." she murmured. II. Her first thought was to go to the temple's main room, drag him off his sleeping mat, and box his ears until he begged her forgiveness. But the view from her window stopped her in mid-stride. Dawn painted the eastern sky with splashes of crimson, like the blood spraying from the neck of a sacrificial goat. Her mother had always said this was a good omen for a priestess. A sign that the gods were ready to accept the day's offerings. Avinashi bowed towards the rising sun, knelt, and began to utter her prayers. The boy's beating could wait. III. "...and may Ukshmi smile upon my friends while stomping on my enemies." Her morning entreaties thus concluded, Avinashi pressed her palms together, bowed her head, and smiled. Calling on the goddess had mollified her somewhat. She would only hit the boy once, and order him to shovel the sacred elephants' dung for five hours. Then to demonstrate forgiveness she would have him paint her toenails. Or maybe braid each sextet of her hairs in preparation for the coming festival. The priestess sighed at the thought of such clemency. Her goddess would be proud! IV. She left her bedchamber and made her way to the shrine. As always, the sight of Ukshmi's statue pleased her. Its gold limbs shimmered in the gathering morning light. The goddess' graven lips seemed to smile, welcoming Avinashi to a brand new day in her divine service. But a flicker of movement by the idol's feet caught the priestess' eyes, and the joy died on her face. First her jaw dropped open, then her fists clenched. After that came the screech -- one so violent and wrathful that the elephants shuddered outside the temple's walls. V. Rats! There were rats in the shrine, scurrying around the goddess' statue and nibbling on the previous night's offerings! Avinashi roared. She seized a sacred halberd and charged into battle -- chopping and slashing. Little cups and dishes flew in all directions and shattered on the stone floor. Splashes of milk and pieces of half-eaten sweetmeats arced through the air, scattering crumbs like dust from a fairy's pouch. A rat squealed before falling into two bloody halves. But the rest of the rodents dashed for freedom and evaded the priestess' murderous swipes. VI. "Zaboo!" she cried. "Wretched boy!" She stormed across the chamber, to the saffron screen that hid one of its corners. It was his duty to clean the offerings away each night -- lest rats and insects gather for an impious feast. He had failed! Was this gratitude, after she'd given him a life of purposeful indentured servitude and a roof over his head? After she'd granted him the honor of plucking her nostrils and scratching her back during their sacred baths? The sacred halberd was still in the priestess' hands when she kicked the screen aside. She raised it above her head, and in that moment even she didn't know whether she would batter him with the flat of the blade or split him in half with its deadly edge. But the choice was taken from her. The rough sleeping mat was empty, save for a piece of parchment. VII. Priestess, Ukshmi isn't the right goddess for me. All those arms are creepy. Apostasy'd! I'm leaving the temple. The adventurers said I could go with them. And I think the red-haired one likes me! Enchant'd! Zaboo "Hero of the west, your deeds and destiny intrigue me." -- Ukshmi "I grant my blessings to those who deserve such power. But not even I may change the fate that draws them." -- Ukshmi "Hero of the west, your deeds and destiny intrigue me." -- Ukshmi